Chastity was never really your thing, but neither was latex, however, now you find yourself at the mercy of a sadistic but sexy woman who only wants to torture you and keep you on the edge of horny insanity.
The cage had been locked on for months now, you could no longer take it and started signing up on message boards for anonymous meetings in public. You hoped they would give you pleasure and let you cum, but more often than not, you were just a play thing
You always thought you had problems with being insensitive down there, however, it would appear you just jerked off too much and lost sensitivity, 2 months in chastity fixed that.
These days the girly looks and the cage were just part of the normal attire your mistress expected of you, however the leaking in the cage that was constant, was punishable by a whip, cane, or longer sentence. It all depended on her mood.
The hard plastic cage covering your privates didn't let any sense of feeling through, but for some reason you tried to still tug on it even if you knew it was a hopeless endeavor.
